Rock, I like this one. Okay, none of us can believe that Margarita Night made the show. First off, the margaritas are not virgins. Come on, it’s me. We didn’t get drunk though. I was too tired, so I had one and the night was over. The night was supposed to be for everyone, boys included, but they were not all that reliable. The boys just couldn’t be there for one lame reason or another.

I was glad that when it aired they did not show the other girl that was sitting with us. Coral brought along a friend who is a model named Nicole Robinson. This girl is fucking beautiful and made us all feel like trolls in comparison, so I’m glad she wasn’t shown, or I would have felt seriously ugly.

Let’s discuss the subject of kiss-ass. We were certainly not jealous that Mike went to a game with Devon considering that none of us like sports nor felt like spending quality time with the boss. If we wanted to be closer to him, we would have been. It wasn’t like we tried and the boys were chosen above us. This scene of Kevin giving Devon breakfast is so classic to me. I applaud the storyboard for that one. Come on, don’t fucking tell me that isn’t brown-nosing.

The boys visit Asia’s office. They want to get free shit so they talk the talk and make their rounds. That’s what you’ve got to do when you want free shit, but I don’t do that. I think it’s annoying and lame. I don’t get free shit though, so that’s the trade off. (Think about this though, please. Please? How many bankers do you know that go up to their bosses at the end of the day and say, “Sir, I LOVED working today. This is so amazing. Thank you SO much for hiring me. If you have any extra work for me, that would be awesome.” NO ONE does that because it’s stupid. That’s my point.

Aahh…Jerry the Doorman. That was really funny. Coral is always trying to hook me up with some random hottie. We stood there on that corner arguing about whether or not I should go up to him for like three rotations of the red light. It was so obvious at that point that I had to go and talk to him. I was nervous and felt stupid. Looked stupid too, but who looks cool doing something like that? No one I know.

Boys kissing ass again…blah, blah, blah. But it IS funny that Mike is taking a shit in the bathroom. Now the girls are making fun of Mike’s display. Come the fuck on. We honestly thought that he would think the sign was funny. We thought he’d laugh it off. Now, we need to pay close attention here to what really happened. Mike had his friend Morgan in town. Nice girl, we like her. Anyway, when he returns home, he doesn’t notice the sign. We made that sign on a Friday. It was not until Sunday that he saw it there. That Friday as we were sitting there downstairs, we were waiting for him to run out of the room and say something. We didn’t hear anything. Coral even went right up to him to ask him questions about what he was doing that night, thinking maybe he’d mention the sign. He didn’t. The next day, he didn’t say anything either. We couldn’t believe that maybe he really didn’t notice it. Good editing, by the way. It looked like he noticed it right away with us sitting downstairs. When Sunday comes around and we found out he saw it, we thought that maybe he was mad because he was embarrassed that he slept under it with Morgan for TWO NIGHTS before realizing it was there. Turns out, he was really mad. Who knew?

Back to Harry Winston. I like how they make it look like I’m on the prowl. That slow motion off the subway is cool. I’m actually having a thick hair day on TV…THANK GOD. I love that pink dress. Kinda 40’s. My ex hated it.

Oh, here’s something funny about timing. Part of my small talk I complained about with Jerry was that I saw Erik Stoltz today. I saw Eric Stolz with Coral when we were waiting for the From Zero guys to pick up their bag they left at our house. That was way later in the episodes though.

Ahh..Rachel’s betrayal where she tells Mike I made the sign. That looks really tense, and I don’t know if that’s just the editing. Cuts to Kevin, me, Coral, and Malik hanging out in my room. Love this shit. Love when you can actually see that we’re friends. Coral and Nicole were even more mad at Rachel than I was because they just thought it was really fucked up that she pretended she wasn’t a part of it.

There actually WAS a confrontation between me and Mike, but it was while we were riding in an Arista van and no cameras were around. I’m not good with confrontation, as you know, so it didn’t go that well. Mike said, “Who made that sign?” I said, “I did.” He goes, “Why did you do that? How am I a kiss ass? It’s not like Adam and Devon are going to see it? Why can’t I just be proud?” He’s right, something that took me some time to learn, but I was mad because Mike teases us ALL the time, and when you get upset or offended he says, “God, I’m just kidding. Can’t you take a joke? Easy. Easy. Relax,” which I hate more than anything in the world. So, I pointed out that he does that to everyone else all the time that it isn’t fair that he can’t take a joke that’s on him. I didn’t deliver that argument all that well, but we dropped it. Mike was kind of distant from me for a little while after that. I wasn’t used to him being so calm and quiet around me and not talking to me. I felt really bad. A director insinuated through questions s/he asked me during an interview that Mike was really depressed, or something. I felt badly. Mike isn’t a kiss-ass, he’s just an enthusiast. Kevin and Malik are kiss-asses though. They know it, so it’s all good.

Harry Winston again. Okay, that jewelry was so cool. I wore a 86 caret yellow diamond. It wasn’t the jewels that were exciting. I thought I was meeting a good-looking, nice, charismatic guy that was interested in me too. It was exciting. Then he told me he had a girlfriend. I wasn’t hurt, or anything, it just sucked. This all goes back to the fun story to tell your friends – that thing I was talking about in episode 1. Rejection makes for laughter with friends. Case and point. I return to Arista and tell the story to my girls. We laugh our asses off. That made it all worth it to me.

Well, so you know, my friendship with Jerry did not end there. It hasn’t ended at all, actually. We don’t talk very often, but every few weeks. I saw him in the middle of December, but just for a second on the street outside of the store. I visited a lot in front of the store, but after he told me about his girlfriend, the cameras felt no need to follow me anymore when I was passing by. This gave us a lot of time to talk. I would stop by and talk to him for hours out there telling production that I was running errands and would be home soon. This is where our friendship actually developed. We’ve gone out for a friendly dinner twice since the show stopped taping. Nothing going on, or anything, but he no longer has a girlfriend. We went to Serendipity for coffee and dessert. It was funny because people on the street would pass and say to me, “Oh, you finally got him. Good for you.” I was a bit more used that stuff at that point, but Jerry was weirded out. Poor guy gets bombarded now with girls from a nearby high school. My friend, Jim, works at Saks. He walked by Harry Winston and saw a bunch of girls taking pictures of themselves across the street with him in the background. That’s pretty funny. Sucks for him because everyone knows where to find him and his job is to be there and visible. Feel a little bad about that, but I bet he likes it.